Somewhere in this vast blogosphere there is a blog devoted to encouraging bloggers to write for 5 minutes. Set a timer and no editing allowed. I'd link this interesting blog...if I could find it.
I found said blog about a year ago and didn't give it much thought until today. It reminded me of the 6th grade creative writing assignment I shared a few years ago. It Happened At Noon.
So, just for the sake of fun, I thought I'd try it again. Timer set. Fingers ready. Here we go.....
Wait! Don't go! Mommy's here. Everything....noooooo.
Kelly sprung straight up in bed with arms reaching, struggling to breathe. And, more than that, trying to forget.
It's going to be ok. Breathe. Inhale, exhale, just like the doctor told you. Come-on Kelly.
Kelly could not believe this was happening again. Again. Why! Why was it happening. She thought it was in the past. But, this nightmare proved her hopes wrong.
A little girl. A pool. A sunny, warm summer day she'll never, ever forget. A man in shadows. Friends, family and even the local police told her it wasn't her fault. Nothing she could have done differently. She begged to differ. She hired the person watching her tiny daughter that day. Two years old. Two. Samantha had her life in front of her.
Samantha was a perfect baby. When rocking her to sleep, Kelly would often fantasize on who Samantha would become. Samantha might be a d